nervous wreck

Jessica
I'm a nervous wreck 
I can't focus worth a heck 
I feel pain in my neck 
Working for a pay check 
I worry I wont even get 
I pull myself there and there 
I might as well have taken a shot gun sell 
And spread myself everywhere 
Help! 
I scream 
Perhaps my face 
will become a meme 
Help! 
Shouted 
Is silenced 
Help! 
I wouldn't accept.
Hardship 
I should expect 
My stubbornness 
Creates such a mess. 
This is a bad poem 
I know. 
This is my emotions 
I show.